"There is no reason, I just want to preserve the last dignity of my royal brother."

It has been several months since Xuanyuan Zun passed away. From winter to summer, the temperature has risen little by little, so the body must have rotted into shape.

He was so proud when he was alive and would never want to be exposed in front of others like this.

Even He Huan will not be an exception.

Xuanyuan Yao's attitude is absolutely cold and there is no room for compromise.[

The beauty shed tears, unable to soften his persistence. He looked at He Huan calmly and refused to explain any more.

After sobbing for a long time, the tears finally dried up. There was no one to comfort me. No matter how sad I was, it was just a one-man show. After a while, it ended.

Xuanyuan Yao waited for her emotions to calm down, "On the day of your royal brother's burial, I will make an exception and allow you to stay close by. If you have anything to say, you can say it at that time. He has a soul in heaven and will definitely hear it."

He took out the handkerchief from his arms and wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes. He Huan's red and swollen eyes still had traces of crying. She stood up in an unusually silent posture. She was suddenly wrapped tightly with an inexplicable sharpness.

Without saying goodbye, he walked straight out the door.

Emperor Long Zhe didn't hold her back, he just looked at her back and sighed softly.

When he reached the door, He Huan stopped and held on to the door frame with his bare hands.

After a long while, he mustered up the courage to say, "Brother Yao, do you really not remember a single word of what you said to Huan'er that night six years ago?"

Six years ago? Why was it six years ago again? Xuanyuan Yao was even more confused.

"Junior sister, since you and your master left the palace, have I ever had the chance to see you again?"

Biting his lips, He Huan turned his head fiercely and looked directly into Xuanyuan Yao's eyes.

She shouldn't leave any more room for him.
Chapter completed!